Sammy is 18 months!

Sammy is 18 months already. Amazing. He is such a sweet little boy, and I am not just saying that because I'm his mama. One thing we have noticed: he knows exactly what we are saying. If I tell him, Go get in bed and pull the covers over your feet, he will do just that. If he wants to watch TV he will hand me the remote and then go sit patiently on the couch. He doesn't have more than a handful of words but he totally said "Mommy riroveru" the other day. Without comprehensible words, when he wants things, goes through a protracted pointing and verbilizing process to get us to understand what he wants. Words or not, this dude is sharp. He surprises up by doing stuff we didn't even know he could, like turn on the water faucets, open the fridge, and bring people their shoes when he realizes we are going out.

Also, this kid does love his sister and wants to do what she's doing and be where she is all the time. 

But he likes his own stuff too, like putting things in boxes and pouring them out, riding his car towards a wall and smashing into it, and he really enjoyed the snow this week:

Tomorrow he goes in for his 18-month check up. I am sure he will be declared: Delightful!